[Verse 1] The projects that we used to dream Lie scattered on the ground Revolution's broken promise Echoes with a hollow sound Do we grieve and let them go Or hold them close inside Mourning heals but melancholy Keeps the wound open wide [Chorus] Mourning or melancholy Which path will set us free Working through or holding on To what we'll never see Wendy Brown and Fisher's call Capitalist realism's wall Can psychoanalysis help us all Break free from the fall [Verse 2] Left melancholy grips so tight To losses from the past Can't imagine something new While shadows hold us fast Fisher saw the same disease In capitalism's cage No alternative exists We're trapped upon this stage [Chorus] Mourning or melancholy Which path will set us free Working through or holding on To what we'll never see Wendy Brown and Fisher's call Capitalist realism's wall Can psychoanalysis help us all Break free from the fall [Bridge] Freud knew the difference well Between the two states of mind Mourning lets the dead things rest Melancholy keeps us blind Working through means facing loss Not repeating endlessly The future waits beyond the grip Of failed ideology [Verse 3] The couch, the dream, the talking cure Can they unlock the door Help us process what is gone And build something more Or are we doomed to circle round The graveyard of our hope Psychoanalytic tools in hand Teaching us to cope [Chorus] Mourning or melancholy Which path will set us free Working through or holding on To what we'll never see Wendy Brown and Fisher's call Capitalist realism's wall Can psychoanalysis help us all Break free from the fall [Outro] The future's lost dimension Doesn't have to stay that way If we can learn the difference Between night and break of day
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